Wind is the enemy!

How exciting, a show before breakfast!

The newest boat owner in the marina got out of the marina, moored single handed at the pump out point, turned perfectly, returned to the marina where upon the Canal Gods decided enough, and that it was now their whim to toy with him.

He was all for leaping off, swimming ashore and never looking back, but a change of approach, three amused but sympathetic boaters with lots of advice and a sudden drop in the wind meant he was returned to his corner pronto and introductions and mooring horror stories were exchanged!